"You mean...... This matter, is Mu Xiyan calculating me? ”

Yun Qingran took a sip of tea from his cup, "I didn't say that. ”

Mo Yehan shook his head, "I think with Mu Xiyan's thoughts, she will never dare to calculate me, and there is no reason for her to take the initiative to climb into my bed." ”

"His Royal Highness King Rong's posture...

"The Emperor Wants to Spoil Me Spoil Me" What kind of bastard did he do is hitting his hand, please wait a moment,

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